Our galaxy is 100,000 light years.

I take up exactly five feet and nine inches of that space.

We are so tiny compared to this great big world, but it is so big to us because we live in our own little words.

We are only concerned about our future, but what about everyone else?

Just think... if this galazy collapesed it would consume all five feet and nine inches of me, as well as everything else.

Every life has an effect on another.

We can't not care.

The day we stop caring about one life, is the day that we lose our humanity.

We have to want to survive, whether it is for our own sake or someone else's.

Although we have to remember that surving isn't living, it is merely existing here in this galay while taking our breath.

Living is loving, crying, laughing, falling down and getting back up.

And at the end, when it is our time, we will die.

I will notdie without a fight.

I wil live desirously, boldly and brilliantly.

In this expanse of galaxy that is 100,000 light years,

All five feet and nine inches of me will live,

Until it is my end.